Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 204: Chapter 204: Fated but Not Destined

Daisy Ginger smiled at him, "You should go back now. Cseewhen you feel better... Actually, I'm fine

here, you don’t need to rush over."

"..." Edward Stephens pursed his lips, glanced at her, and mumbled, "Idiot." He ruffled her hair, turning Daisy

Ginger’s long hair into a bird's nest, then stood up looking satisfied, tilting his chin up at her, "I'm leaving."

Daisy Ginger sat on the bed, smiling and watching him, nodding.

From Edward Stephens’ angle, Daisy Ginger looked very well-behaved like this.

His heart stirred slightly, he lowered his head, and under the gaze of everyone, suddenly kissed Daisy Ginger on

the lips.

Then he put his hands in his pockets and leisurely followed the doctor out.

Everyone exchanged knowing glances, all looking at Edward Stephens and Daisy Ginger with smiles, before

leaving with Edward.

The head nurse cover, adjusted Daisy Ginger’s blanket, and earnestly said, "I know you two have a good

relationship, but your husband's current health is not suitable for him to be moving around, you should advise

him..."

Daisy Ginger interrupted her, "I understand. Please leave."

"..." The head nurse suddenly fell silent. She was shrewd enough to hear the unusual coldness in Daisy Ginger’s

words, her eyes restless as she looked at Daisy Ginger’s expression. She hesitated, explaining, "I'm just looking

out for your husband’s well-being, don’t be upset..."

"I said, you can leave now." Daisy Ginger emphasized her words.

"..." The head nurse widened her eyes, glanced at Daisy Ginger, dared not say anything more, and hurried out of

the ward.

The patients living here were by no means ordinary people, either rich or noble, ones she couldn't afford to

offend—she understood this much.

After sending everyone away, Daisy Ginger finally couldn’t hold back. She collapsed onto the bed, curling herself

up.

Cold sweat poured down instantly, and the pain she had been enduring was no longer hidden. She trembled, her

face ashen pale.

It hurt so much.

It hurt so much.

It hurt so much.

It felt like someone had stabbed a knife into her heart.

The pain made her body convulse, curled up in the blanket, unable to endure.

Daisy Ginger threw off the blanket, her gaze wandering around the room like a headless fly, even casting eyes

towards the open window.

At this moment, she finally understood why Emily Ginger would want to jump off a building.

It turns out pain can really drive a person insane! Just to get relief, one would do anything.

She forcefully pulled her gaze back from the windowsill, then powerlessly curled up, holding her chest, her brow

furrowed, her whole body trembling, biting her lips tightly.

lan Linton...

She ground her teeth on that man’s name.

At this moment, she really wanted to pick up a knife, rush into the police station, and stab him to death with her

own hands.

*

"Daisy."

Zoe Hilker peeked her little bun-haired head over.

Daisy Ginger didn't lift her eyes from the screen, responding indifferently, "What's up?"

"Edward just cto see you, didn’t he?" Zoe Hilker blinked, "How are you feeling now?"

"What do you mean how?" Daisy Ginger smiled slightly, glanced up at Zoe Hilker's face, flicked her forehead with

her finger, "He's not fully recovered yet, why did you let him cover? Now his attending physician is going to

give him a hard time."

Zoe Hilker observed Daisy Ginger’s expression, then softly uttered "Um," turning her head to look at Ethan Pond

standing a little way off, arms crossed, leaning against the door rail, eyes on Daisy Ginger, expression seemingly

calm but evidently serious.

"He wanted to see you," Zoe Hilker lengthened her voice, playfully saying, "It's such a rare thing, how could |

have the heart to stop him?"

Daisy Ginger’'s gaze returned to the computer screen, her tone indifferent, "You've caused him a lot of trouble."

Zoe Hilker chuckled lightly, blinking, "What, do you feel sorry for him?"

Daisy Ginger’s fingers paused slightly on the keyboard.

She really did feel "sorry" for him.

She said lightly, "If you have nothing to do, don’t disturb my work. I still have a pile of emails to deal with."

Zoe Hilker blinked, studying Daisy Ginger’s expression. Her face carried a slightly odd expression, but she

obediently withdrew her gaze and went to the door, "Then Ethan and | won't bother you. — What do you want for

dinner?"

"Porridge," Daisy Ginger didn’t lift her gaze, "I don’t have much of an appetite."

"Then I'll bring you spork and century egg congee." Zoe Hilker’'s voice was sweet, glanced at Daisy Ginger a

few times, and led Ethan out.

After they left, Daisy Ginger’s typing gradually stopped.

She looked at her reflection on the computer screen, her gaze slightly deep.

These past few days have probably really scared her two friends.

Daisy Ginger sighed gently, resting her hand on her forehead, closing her eyes tiredly.

*

At the door, Zoe Hilker pressed her rosy lips, her small face full of heavy thoughts.

"Is Daisy okay now?" Zoe Hilker asked softly.

Daisy Ginger didn’t ask about Edward Stephens, both she and Ethan Pond felt that Daisy Ginger was avoiding

reality, subconsciously not wanting to know about Edward Stephens’ injury.

Because, her instincts were afraid.

Now, Edward Stephens himself cto see her, she knew Edward Stephens was fine and didn’t need to be

afraid anymore.

Only, Daisy Ginger, perhaps due to her upbringing, rarely showed her true feelings in front of others. During

Edward Stephens’ hospitalization, she was calm as ever; after Edward's visit, she was also serenely composed,

showing no change at all.

Zoe Hilker was very worried.

Is it really okay for her to force herself like this?

Ethan Pond looked out the window, his tone calmer than Zoe Hilker’s.

"Since she wants us to interact with her as we used to, let's continue doing just that," Ethan Pond said softly,

"We've always done less for her than she’s done for us. The only person who can help her has always been just

one. As long as that person is willing to care for her, she'll be fine."

These words clarified the relationship between Daisy Ginger and them clearly and understandably.

From beginning to end, they were not Daisy Ginger’s saviors...

The princess was waiting for the prince’s return, and they couldn't dispel her loneliness.

"..." Zoe Hilker fell silent, standing not far away, gazing at Ethan Pond’s face.

The memory of the young man’s cold and clear features had matured into the stern silhouette of a grown man,

yet his heart remained soft and pure, desperately protecting a princess who wasn’t his.

Knowing that Daisy Ginger would never love him, was it still worth it to love her?

If love could be measured by worth, then it would be too cheap.

When Daisy Ginger was missing, the torment Ethan Pond suffered was no less than Edward Stephens’.

But every time, it was always just a little bit too late.

Edward Stephens always found her just a step before he did.

Maybe, in this world, that’s just the way fate is. He and Daisy Ginger were destined to be close but never

together.